Jonathan
I didn't even realize how deeply I felt. I had no idea that all this pain was stored inside me, caught like a lump in my throat, pushed deep into my chest as if ignoring it would make it disappear. But it didn't disappear. And there, with her hugging me, with that silence full of feeling between us, I realized it never went away. It never stopped hurting. It just stayed hidden.
I just started talking. Without thinking, without rehearsing, without measuring my words. I let everything out. Every feeling, every memory, every regret. And it was when the words took shape that I truly realized how powerful all of this was for me too. How much it all tore me up inside.
I cried, holding onto her tightly. The cry of a tired man, of a broken soul, of someone who for a long time forced
